Chapter 4
Catra awoke, still on the floor, her temperature still burning, but seemingly more managed, her body still in excruciating pain, but of a much different nature. It almost took her a full minute to notice the sleeping Adora's arms wrapped around her. "I… Wha?" Catra groggily grumbled, touching her hand down to her side where she had been shot, seeing nothing. "Fuck! Not another dream!" Catra grumbled, confident that her heart couldn't handle another crash of waking to a world where Adora hated her.
"Mhmm warm…" Adora purred into Catra, heavily asleep and nuzzling her nose into Catra's neck.
"Why!? Why do all of my dreams have to be this!" Catra's eyes welled and her nose grew stuffy as she fought off her tears as best as she could, but finding it ever more impossible each and every excruciating moment. Adora's warm arms felt so heavenly around her, pulling her into thinking everything was ok again, that her world wasn't alone and on fire for even just one moment.
"Kitty smells good…" Adora hummed seemingly just to taunt Catra.
"Damnit!" Catra rolled her eyes tears finally breaking through with a pained whimper.
"Hmm?" Adora stirred, pulling Catra in closer.
Catra growled furious with herself feeling weaker than she ever had been, crying on the floor in what she presumed to be another dream.
"You… You ok?" Adora awoke, brushing gentle lips along Catra's neck in such a way that earned a small yelp.
"This is a dream." Catra reminded herself.
Adora giggle.
"It isn't really her! It is a dream!" Catra growled, digging her claws into her palms painfully to ground herself and stave off any more tears.
"What makes you think that?" Adora giggle, swiftly moving to inspect the wound she had healed as She-Ra.
Catra growled. "Because wounds like that don't heal overnight, and the girl I love only loves me back in my dreams." Catra answered emotionally exasperated to the point she just wanted to wake back up to her hellish reality already.
"No, they don't, buuuut! The girl who loves you back can turn into She-Ra!" Adora cheered what a delighted purr once she saw that the wound which had been threatening to kill Catra was now completely healed.
"Suure." Catra rolled her eyes, still completely convinced that she was just dreaming.
"Hmmm." Adora hummed, running her hand over where the wound had been. There wasn't even a scar! "How's this!" Adora poked and pressed her fingers up and down Catra's furry stomach where the arrow wound had been.
"Well it's not pleasant, but I'm not quite sure you can feel pain in a dream?" Catra postured.
"Well, then how about this?" Adora pinched Catra.
"Ah what the fuck!"
"See! You're not dreaming!" Adora cheered.
"I!" Catra went rigid suddenly. "I… So! This isn't!"
"Shut up and kiss me already." Adora rolled her eyes.
"I!" Catra stammered.
"Uugh! Fine, then I'll do it!" Adora shook her head and swiftly moved in taking Catra's lips with a kiss.
Catra immediately yielded to the kiss, opening her mouth softly and kissing back, allowing Adora in with ease. She couldn't help but moan loudly into the kiss, her temperature spiking as her heart raced, her core pounding with an entirely new pain.
Adora broke the kiss when she noticed that Catra had begun panting as if she was in pain all over again. "What's wrong! Carta are you ok! Did I not heal the wound right! Did it open back up!" Adora's mind raced worriedly as she moved pulling Catra Shirt up and her pants down, revealing a little too much in her desperation to assure that Catra was still ok.
Catra yelped and pulled her clothes back to their correct position as fast as she could. "I! I'm fine!" Catra's voice betrayed her.
"You don't sound fine!" Adora sniffed at the air, catching the same scent she had back when she was tracking Catra. "A… and what's that… Smell? Its… like… ummm… I… I don't know… But it's… nice in a way…" Adora tried to put it into words, but struggled.
"It smells like sex Adora" Catra blushed even through thin fur.
"I! What!" Adora fell backward.
"Im part animal Adora, ya know Cat, ra. Catra."
"Yeah! B... b… but that doesn't mean! I … I mean! That's no reason why you would smell like! Like ya know! That!" Adora was still too innocent for her own good.
"Y… Yes, it does Adora… I… I have mating cycles! I'm in a heat. It was held up by my wound, and it was why I wasn't healing right." Catra held to her abdomen, coals burning hotter by the moment.
"I!" Adora jumped unsure what to say or how to say it.
"Yeah." Catra winced, her body painfully empty.
"I… Has this happened before?"
"No. But Shadow Weaver always taunted me about it told me I was weak because I would never have someone to help me through them, leaving me weak and needy, incapable to defend myself." Catra huffed unpleasant memories.
"L… leave you weak and needy?" Adora stammered, a still relatively unfamiliar pulse in her core establishing that this certainly was the scent of sex, and it was beginning to call to her.
"It's called a heat for a reason Adora. I… Feel like someone light my insides on fire and my…" Catra watched Adora's face react with a mixture of intrigue and unfamiliar discomfort of learning something new. "Yeah that, it's soaked and it feels like someone light it on fire and shoved burning coals up inside me!"
"Catra!" Adora lept on top of her and hugged her tight.
"A! Adora!" Catra's heart pounded, unable to stop herself from burying her nose against Adora's neck and breathing the strong scent in deep with soft wanton moans.
"I'm sorry! Are you ok! How can I help!" Adora squeezed Catra, hoping to help.
"F… fuck… Adora… you smell nice." Catra moaned into Adora's neck beginning to lick gently at her neck.
"I… oh! Whaa!" Adora moaned gently back into Catra caught off guard by the small wet tongue lapping at her neck.
"Adora! God, it hurts!" Catra wrapped her arms and legs around Adora, her body needing the woman atop her.
"How do I help!" Adora worried.
"D… Damnit I need something inside me!" Catra panted into Adora's neck desperate to feel her body satisfied.
Adora stammered uncertain as her own body began reacting more, her panties uncomfortably damp in a way she was entirely unfamiliar with. "I… want to … Want to help." Adora stammered uncertain.
"Adora… we have never." Catra swallowed down arousal for a moment as she pulled back to look Adora in the eyes.
"Yes… we have, my hands wandered some nights when we cuddled… S… so did yours." Adora disagree softly with another kiss.
"But that was just…" Catra moaned, her attention stolen by the kiss.
"It wasn't just us playing around." Adora offered.
"It was?" Catra looked up hopeful.
"It was." Adora nodded, kissing again, allowing one of her hands to slither down Catra's body towards the heated flesh pressed up against her.
Catra allowed her head to slip back, her moans taking her over as Adora's fingers moved to outline her folds through her clothing.
"I… I will do my best to help ok?" Adora offered, moving to kiss at Catra's neck.
Catra's breaths quickly became ragged, her hips bucking into Adora's fingers needing more, the slight pressure nowhere near enough to help extinguish the burning flames in her core.
"Are you ok?" Adora checked, her fingers massaging faster, but still absolutely nowhere near enough for Catra.
"N… No! I… Please! T… Take my pants off!" Catra panted, everything becoming so much more overwhelming.
"Ok kitten." Adora offered trying to soothe her as she pulled Catra's pants down and kissed at Catra's tight core just above where the hem of her pants had rested.
Catra poured at the pet name, adoring the soft reassurance that they were at least a little bit still the same young scared girls who cuddled to stay warm at night. "Adora." Catra whimpered crying at the weight of the term of endearment.
"I'm right here my kitten. I promise. I'm not going anywhere." Adora finished removing Catra's pants and panties, the woman strune out, legs wide open, her soaked pink sex pounding with ache on full display in a way that neither of them had ever seen each other before. Back at the compound under the watch of Shadow Weaver they never got such opportunities to display such openness, an intimacy that they never had the chance at; to look at the other, see them without their armor still covering them. There was something perfect about it, for both of them. It was a soft reassurance that nights spent cuddling for warmth were never for warmth at all, that the relief they helped each other attain on occasion wasn't just a platonic pleasure exchanged between ranks.
"Adora, please! It hurts! So empty!" Catra panted, lifting her hips up, calling for Adora's anything! Anything at all which could help relieve the unyielding ache between her legs.
"Ok Kitten." Adora moved in, lowering her head to the origin of the intoxicating scent. Adora slipped out her tongue, she had heard this was a thing people liked? Maybe it will help Catra? Adore began with a slow tentative lick, starting at the base of the slick entrance and lapping up to the swollen nub at the top. Adora's limited knowledge and Catra's delightful reaction lead Adora to begin to focus on her kitten's nub. Adora lapped her tongue at Catra's clitoris as swiftly as she could, enjoying the taste of her needy Catra in heat.
"Adora! Your… Your fingers! Please use your fingers too!" Catra panted out, finally feeling like she was getting some relief from the fire that had ruined her.
"Ok, Ok, Talk to me Kitten, it will be ok. I'm right here." Adora offered before returning her tongue to its timid and exploratory work. Adora followed up by taking a single finger and teasing it along Catra's entrance. She pushed in slowly, feeling Catra's slick heated walls draw her finger in deeper and deeper.
Catra panted out, suddenly clawing at the ground below her attempting to stay together as Adora speed up and added a second finger. "God! Adora! That's it! Right there! Don't stop! Please!" Catra whimpered and whined, her head spinning as a tension built threatening to break her if she was not strong.
Adora had found her rhythm, adding in a gentle suction at Catra's clit and spreading her fingers, moving as fast as she could, hearing Catra's breathing match her pace.
Catra's voice finally broke just as she did, a whimper turning to a cry to a scream as her climax overtook her, washing away the pain, even if only for a little while.
Adora slowed to a crawl to soothe Catra through as the orgasm ebbed and then stopped completely. After Adora removed her fingers she licked them clean enjoying the flavor of her kitten. She then moved to lay next to Catra.
Catra panted exhausted and ruined.
"I… think I just paid you back for trying to kill me." Adora smiled.
Catra whimpered. "I… sorry."
"Shh Kitten. It's ok."
"T… Thank you Adora." Catra hiccuped a sob, tears flowing with ease after the rush of hormone which accompanied her climax.
"Catra!" Adora moved closer and wiped away the tears filling with concern.
"How… How can you just… forgive me." Catra heaved a heavy sob.
"Because I love you dummy." Adora giggle.
"I…" Catra sighed having a hard time understanding.
"Shh. Just relax, your body has been through a lot." Adora hushed.
"I… It will be back… Only one… Like that… Without Actually breeding…" Catra hated the truth of it, that her body was so weak.
"Your heat isn't over?" Adora asked to confirm.
"No, it isn't, far from." Catra sighed.
"Ok. well, we will deal with it when we need to, but for now, I am carrying you back to my home… Hopefully, it can be yours to… If you will have it?"
"I… I'd like that."
"Good because I'd like the next time we do that for us to be in a real bed. Not the floor or the hellish cots back at the compound." Adora made a face.
"Yeah… That sounds really nice." Catra smiled.
"Good! Now let's get you home before your heat is back!"
End of Chapter 4